Chapter 1

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Alli's POV: It was my first time flying by myself I was sure I could handle it. It wasn't my first time to LA but I also wasn't all that familiar with it. I sat down in my seat *it was first class* I wasn't rich or anything but my soccer team was. They all weren't flying in until the next weekend. And even though I was going to be in the hotel I came early to visit and spend a week with my Aunt Mary. She is a stinking rich movie producer. She paid for my high class hotel for 3weeks. She's also really cool. She has parties at her house and she's not all that responsible so I had to beggggg to come and "hang" with her. As I was saying my first class seat was next to this girl who seemed pretty nice. Turns out she was! We had a great time talking about hot guys and movies. Even our dream weddings. Her name was Callie. We planned that as soon as we landed she would go visit her grandparents for awhile then meet me back at my hotel to we could go to this club called 19 and under. It seemed pretty cool. I'm not much of a bad kid at all so I wasn't sure what to be prepared for. As we finished the last words of Faults in our stars our plane landed. *flight attendent* welcome flight 103 to Los Angeles California we hope your flight was pleasant and you enjoy your time here in the sunshine state. I was pretty sure that was Florida though. "OMG" said Callie as we started getting off, she said this was her first time in first class too. She was from Kentucky and had never been here before. " Alli I don't think you know how freaking excited I am!!!! I can't contain myself, I'm glad we are here though, I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm almost actually tired of Nash Grier vines". "Haha.... Tonight is going to be my first time to go to a club" I said. "Yeah well it's just 19 and under so it's not bad or anything". After our short conversation we walked to our rides separately. Mine to my hotel hers to her Grandparents. After the long taxi ride, I arrived at my mansion of a hotel. I get out grab my luggage and gracefully walk through the doors in my Rockin Rival white shorts and my vineyard vines tshirt. My long hair in a soft braid. It was gorgeous in the lobby. Tall ceilings and mahogany tables , the room painted off white and sparkly tiles on the floor. It felt like a dream. But not because of the room decor, but the people lounging in the back of the lobby.

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